DARE-TO-LOVE-TRUTH-AND-DARE-DUET-COLLECTION-by-Lylah-James-pdfarchive

would have known Maddox Coulter, with his cocky smirk
and eyes that could melt you on the spot, was scared of a
little darkness?
I successfully turned the flashlight on, already thinking
of teasing him like he would have done to me. My gaze slid
to Maddox just in time to see him bumping against a shelf
in his hasty attempt to reach for the door. The metal rack
crashed to the floor with a loud, booming sound, and
Maddox fell to his knees before he scrambled up again. He
slipped over the broken shards and fallen liquid, crawling
toward his escape.
No, wait. No… he wasn’t just scared of the dark. This
was something more.
A heavy weight settled on my chest, my throat closed
and my breath stuck in my throat. Shocked, I stayed rooted
on the spot as Maddox came completely undone.
Cool, collected and flirty Maddox was replaced by a
stranger. He blindly reached for the door, grabbing the
broken handle and pulling himself to his feet. Maddox hit
the heavy door with his palm. “No, no! Please! No, no, no.
Please,” he repeated under his breath. “Don’t do this,
please Let me out of here! Don’t leave me here. Don’t do
this. No, no, please! Don’t.”
He repeatedly hit the door, his open palm connecting
with the surface with such hard slaps that it should have
hurt him. “Help me, help. Please, don’t leave me here.”
Maddox scratched at the door, as if he was trying to rip
it free from its hinges. He was trying to break through. His
fingers clenched into tights fist as he started banging on
the door, violently. His screams echoed through my ears,
and my heart thudded hard against my ribcage, I felt his
pain. His agony was a reminder of my own silent suffering.
“I can’t… I can’t breathe. I can’t,” he whimpered, his
voice cracking.
Thump – thump – thump.